Sound Words for Pilgrims

Jun 21, 2007 at 22:33 o\clock

Focus

During the past few years, I have sought to find the best resources available online for the believer to read and enjoy.  A selection of my efforts can be found at http://www.formofsoundwords.net/id5.html

However, I have discovered that the field of online ministry is so broad and so deep, that I feel I must confine myself to the area where the Lord has placed a burden most deeply upon my heart.

It is the privilege of some Christians to meet every Lord's Day to remember Him in His death, and to seek to walk humbly and in simplicity, clinging only to divinely revealed scriptural truth as the pattern for living.  About 180 years ago, God by His Spirit recovered in a marked way much of the full revelation of scripture, which had been largely ignored for many centuries. 

All of Christianity was blessed, and many truths have found their way throughout the length and breadth of the evangelical world.  However, some scriptural truths are deemed more inconvenient to actually practice in our modern era, and have been cast aside.  However, our desire should be to "hold fast the form of sound words", and to "earnestly contend for the faith once delivered unto the saints".  Scripture should guide us in "all things that pertain unto life and godliness".

Many other Christians are mightily used of the Lord, and their resources can be found at the many web links -- for example, note the side bars of either http://www.blogigo.com/soundwords or http://www.formofsoundwords.net/soundwords

However, the Blogigo owner last summer upgraded the software, and as part of their upgrade those blogs with more than a certain number of links cannot delete or modify existing links.

Currently, I am prevented from keeping the links up to date on two blog sites --http://www.blogigo.com/portions and http://www.blogigo.com/soundwords

So last fall I began a weekly posting of the bible gems sent out regularly by N.J.H. over many years.  Currently there are over 400 gems from the past year, and postings will continue, if the Lord will. http://www.blogigo.com/gems

An archive (4+ years) was created more than a year and a half ago at another site http://biblegems.blogspot.com/

Other blogs with a variety of Christian content include http://www.blogigo.com/trust and http://www.blogigo.com/discernment

In creating a variety of blogs and web sites, it also became possible to post about 150 quotes from my great-grandfather, who went home to be with the Lord over 40 years ago. http://www.biblegems.info/id2.html

My desire is that the resources made available, either through occasional postings, or through the links on the side, would be a help and an encouragement to some in their walk with the Lord.

Jun 16, 2007 at 18:05 o\clock

Never Man spake like this Man

Never Man Spake Like This Man

Four simple men were used by God to record the history of One who called Himself the Son of Man, who walked familiarly among men, eating and drinking, and conversing with them. They tell their story in plain, straightforward language, each in his own style, scarcely commenting on what is recorded, but writing as those who narrate what they saw, and tell what they heard.
There are too many marks of diversity to allow that they were in collusion; yet it is the same divine Person who is depicted, who speaks in the same marvellous way. It is impossible to conceive that four ordinary men, writing separately, could each have invented such a perfect character or could have put such words into His lips: Matthew, the publican; Mark, the servant; Luke, the physician; and John, the fisherman, record for us in a candid and open manner the words of Him who spoke as “never man spoke.”
The words themselves, as recorded, are comparatively few. We have no long dissertations, no elaborate treatises. The longest discourse takes but fifteen minutes to read aloud. The whole of His words could, I suppose, be printed in a pamphlet of sixteen pages, and yet those words are such that they have astounded the whole world, and established His reputation. “The same is a Perfect Man.” More than this, “Truly this was the Son of God.”
There is no spot or blemish in them, no confession of sin, no mistake, no uncertainty, no hesitation. Such terms as “Perhaps,” “I think,” “It is possibly so,” or other evidence of fallibility is indiscoverable. All is authoritative, calm, and decisive: “I say unto you.”The style is perfect. Not a vestige appears of sentimentality, no weak emotion, no plea for pity, no mock heroics, no posing for effect, no lightness or trifling, no irritation or hastiness. There is no dead fly in the ointment to mar His reputation for wisdom.
These four writers hold up for admiration nothing that the world gloried in. It is doubtful if they had any thought of depicting a hero or great man—they told a simple story of One whom they had seen and loved, and whose words had reached their hearts.
Let us look at this collection of His words. We need not be enthusiasts or devotees, we need bring no prejudice, nor look at it through colored glasses. It bears examination. It seems to say to all: “I speak as to wise men, judge ye what I say” (1 Cor. 10:15). Let us judge this unique Volume first from the lowest of men’s standards.

His Words as Ordinary Literature

We discover at once that here is narration unequalled in the world. Read the parable of the Prodigal Son. It has attained worldwide fame. Note its simple pathos, its powerful appeal to the heart. Tears of thousands have been shed on the pages. It has turned untold sinners to a new life. In order to test its excellence by comparison, search through all the great writers of the world for something to compare with it for simplicity, dignity, and excellence.
In the Greek it contains but 396 words, not one of which could be spared as mere verbiage. Can Shakespeare, Milton, Dante, Goethe, Longfellow or Wordsworth or any of our prose authors supply anything to compete with it? But the same gracious lips told the story of the Lost Sheep; the Good Samaritan; the parable of the Sower; the Publican and the Pharisee; the Great Supper for the poor, blind, and lame; the Ten Virgins; and the Rich Man and Lazarus. Where in all the field of literature shall we find anything to compare with, much more to surpass, these masterpieces of literary art?
Who is this that at once steps above all the world’s greatest writers, to be acknowledged superior to them all? Surely judged by this lowest of standards, “never man spake like this Man.”
Now let us judge His words by another standard.

The Moral Excellence of His Words

There have been many moralists in the world, and many codes of honor, and much sound advice as to conduct. Good moral teaching has been the common property of the sages of the past, but which of them can compare with the exalted wisdom and heart-searching purity of the Sermon on the Mount?
The ideals that have been held up to men for their admiration and emulation are quietly set aside. The warrior in shining armor gives place to the blessedness of the gentle, the merciful, to the love of enemies and a desire to do them good. The accumulation of wealth is rebuked as not representing truly that in which a man’s life consists, rather it is in giving and lending, while no return is looked for. The heavenly Father will supply the present need and the reward will be in heaven, with not even “the cup of cold water” forgotten.
The pride of religious display and love of applause are rebuked. Prayer, fasting, giving are only means to an end, and that end not self, but communion with God, and loving thought for others.
The searching demand for purity that is of the heart, that governs even the restless eyes; and the love that regards hatred as murder; the obedience that hears and does, and thus builds the life on a foundation of rock. Such is the exalted morality that places the words of Christ out of reach of any competitor, and causes us still to exclaim, “He taught as One having authority!”
Think, too, of the sympathy and encouragement contained in His words. Moralists are confessedly stern men, hard in their words and harsh in their judgments. But this Man, though His words are often weighty in their burden, He was never accused of being cold, harsh, or unfeeling. Even the chapter of “Woes” (in Mt. 23) ends with tender words of compassion: “O Jerusalem, Jerusalem, thou that killest the prophets, and stonest them which are sent unto thee, how often would I have gathered thy children together, even as a hen gathereth her chickens under her wings, and ye would not!” (Mt. 23:37).
The common people heard Him gladly, marvelling at His gracious words. Sinners wept at His feet, the brokenhearted were comforted and their wounds bound up. Did ever man speak to sinners as He? “Thy sins be forgiven,” “Go in peace,” yet with no laxity of morals. “Go, and sin no more.
But we have to recognize in this Volume of His words greater marvels than those. It is impossible to close our eyes to the fact that in His words we find the most stupendous claims and a self-assertion that is beyond anything in knowledge or experience.

He Preached Himself

He claimed to be the Salvation He came to bring. His use of the words “I AM” was equivalent to the assumption of deity. It identified Him with Jehovah who appeared in the burning bush—the “I Am that I Am”—and stirred the wrath of the Pharisees, who accused Him of “making Himself equal with God” (Jn. 5:18), a charge which He did not refute, but confirmed by the words, “All men should honor the Son, even as they honor the Father” (Jn. 5:23).
The Jews knew and loved Psalm 23 dearly, as any Christian does. “Jehovah is my Shepherd.” What then must have been their feelings when they heard this Man say, “I am the Good Shepherd” (Jn. 10:11)? They knew that this involved a claim to be Jehovah.
The “I AM” was constantly on His lips. “Before Abraham was, I AM” (Jn. 8:58). “When ye have lifted up the Son of Man then shall ye know that I AM” (Jn. 8:28). “If ye believe not that I AM, ye shall die in your sins” (Jn. 8:24). Perhaps the most remarkable use of the words was in the garden when they came to take Him. “Whom seek ye? And they said, Jesus of Nazareth. Jesus said unto them, I AM. As soon then as He had said unto them I AM, they went backwards and fell to the ground” (Jn. 18:5-6). His words overpowered them.
As we ponder such words, we can only exclaim with Simeon, “Mine eyes have seen Thy salvation” (Lk. 2:30). Is a sinner seeking access to God? He says, “I am the Door, by Me if any man enter in, he shall be saved” (Jn. 10:9). Is a hungry soul longing for satisfaction? He says, “I am that Bread of Life” (Jn. 6:48). Does one long to know his way Home through the darkness? He says, “I am the Light of the world” (Jn. 8:12). Is one troubled with the confusion of voices in this Babylon with its higher critics, its philosophers, its modernists? He quiets the strife with the word, “I am the Truth.” Does one long for nourishment for the soul that shall produce fruit in the life? He says, “I am the True Vine, ye are the branches” (Jn. 15:1). Does one want assurance? He says, “I am the Good Shepherd…My sheep…shall never perish” (Jn. 10:14, 28). Do men tremble by the open grave? Then hear His words, matchless above all that even He spoke, “I am the Resurrection and the Life, he that believeth in Me, though he were dead, yet shall he live” (Jn. 11:25).
Thus did He claim to be the only Saviour. For any other to use such language was to expose himself to ridicule. Yet “this Man” used the words with authority and undiminished dignity and grace.
Now notice His claim as the great Rest-giver. Did ever man use such words as these? “Come unto Me, all ye that labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest” (Mt. 11:28)? Many teachers in the past have exhorted men to take their advice; to carry out their laws; even to follow their example; but who among the sons of men ever said, “Come unto Me, and I will give you rest”?
A Christian distributing tracts in France gave a text on a card to a gentleman, who read it curiously. It had on it the words, “Come unto Me, all ye that labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.” There was no indication who had said those words, and the reader showed some surprise that he should be invited by a stranger in such terms. Looking at him earnestly, he said, “Well, here I am!” What a dilemma! It took some time to explain Who it was that could give men such an invitation, for no man spake like this Man.
Hear also this claim to deity—He answers prayer! “If ye shall ask anything in My Name, I will do it” (Jn. 14:14). Who is this whose Name is so powerful, who Himself answers prayer: “I will do it”?
He claims to raise and judge all men: “Many shall say to Me in that day, Lord, Lord” (Mt. 7:22). Who would dare to speak thus? Or, “The hour is coming in the which all that are in the graves shall hear His voice, and shall come forth; they that have done good, unto the resurrection of life; and they that have done evil, unto the resurrection of damnation” (Jn. 5:28-29). In fact He claims life itself. Think of this worldwide demand: “If any man come to Me, and hate not his father, and mother, and wife, and children, and brethren, and sisters, yea, and his own life also, he cannot be My disciple” (Lk. 14:26). Who is entitled to make such a claim as this? Never man spake like this! We can not only wonder at the claim, but at the greater wonder that, down through the ages, millions have accorded it to Him, for never has man been so loved as this Man, never have life and possessions been so willingly sacrificed for other, as for His sake. Truly this is the Son of God. And sweetest of all words to His own, “this Man” who ever liveth, has said, “I will come again and receive you unto Myself.” “Even so, come, Lord Jesus.

George Goodman

Jun 9, 2007 at 20:56 o\clock

Master Key

The Master Key

I have found the Master Key of Heaven that unlocks everything: C.H.R.I.S.T. Yes, I know it is an old story; but, oh, the newness of its wonders!
Recently, I went on a tour for the Lord in the north of England. To me it has been a series of miracles of the love of Christ. Perhaps part of the wonder is that northern English people never seem to display their feelings. But my Master Key unlocked every heart.
Once I rather doubted its power. It was at a morning service, and the faces were as carved out of granite. But I tried my Master Key, and was amazed at its power—the hand-grip, the moist eyes, the smile struggling to the surface, all told that each heart had been opened! At another time, two once-bitter rivals met, and at the close gripped each other’s hands for the first time in twelve years.
This Master Key also unlocked to me the untouched unity of God’s great family. Everywhere I was with my own people. The idea of differences seemed absurd and profane. We were all so absolutely one in Christ, and that independently of all labels which we didn’t even trouble to make clear.
But this marvel not only unlocked all hearts, but all houses from the highest to the lowest—from mansions of ancient splendor to little houses in long rows and small streets, where dear members of the Royal Family lived. The Master Key not only unlocked the door of these, but the best bedrooms, turning sometimes master and mistress out of them, all for the love of an adorable Lord.
It unlocked all purses, too, for nothing was too good for those that came in His dear Name. In two wealthy abodes, I thought it was some old link of friendship that opened the doors; but soon found that the love of Christ was the real mainspring. The widow of one of our merchant princes never failed to come to the squalid, crowded hall and sit on a hard bench to catch something of the fragrance of the Rose of Sharon.
This Master Key unlocked all classes, all races, all ages, all conditions of men, in an absolute Spirit-formed unity. But, oh, the faces! How can I describe the sight night after night when, at a certain point in the address, I used the Master Key! It was just as when the lights are turned on in a hall. The whole sea of faces became radiant with joy. The subject when the sudden change was most visible was “The Lord’s parousia.” To me it was not the “path of the just” but the faces of the just that were as the light of the dawn; and I could see that all the faces were looking for “that blessed hope.”
The Master Key also unlocks all love. Having to leave our car in the north for a long all-day journey south, we carefully arranged all our trains to correspond. But it was all in vain, for our second train was cancelled. We didn’t know, but God did, and the night before had opened the heart of an entire stranger with this Key. We never thought to see him again, but as we stepped into the first train, he was in the same car! Not only so, but when we found at his destination that our second train was cancelled, he carried our luggage for us; told us of another train from another station that would reach our destination at same time; packed all our things in a taxi and sent it off, and all was well; for the Master Key had opened this stranger’s heart, and goodness and mercy had followed us all that day.
Have I said enough of the real, warm family feeling among all sorts and conditions of men never seen before? Many of the dear homes we entered were adorned with framed texts of Scripture. These always remind me of the old lady in Devonshire, formerly a nurse’s aide in a war hospital, to whom a grateful French officer presented a beautifully engraved paper as a memento. She thought so much of it that she framed it and hung it up in her room, till at last a friend saw it and explained it was a French banknote for £400. So she took it down, put her name to it, and cashed it. I sometimes wonder if all these beautiful framed checks that hang on our walls have been signed and cashed by their owners!

A. T. Schofield

Jun 2, 2007 at 18:28 o\clock

First Love

Thou hast left thy first love. Revelation 2:4

Love is amazing. It lifts the heart to heights of joy. It motivates deeds that are remarkable. It dispels the darkest cloud. But when love is gone, the joy fades, the simplest tasks are a burden and the brightest day is gloomy. If attention is not given to love every day, time will become its greatest enemy and the object of love will fade into a mundane familiarity. Remember when Christ first laid His hand upon you—the love that burned in you for Him? For His Word? For His people? For the lost? Where has that passion gone? Does it surprise you that what once was a blessing has become a burden? Remember, therefore, from where thou art fallen and repent. —S. McEachern

Were the whole realm of nature mine, that were an offering far too small. Love so amazing, so divine, demands my heart, my life, my all. —I. Watts